




When we finally wrapped up the flags at 6.30 it was off to the U Turn for the BBQ and prizegiving where the carnival atmosphere continued.... the winners were as follows:
WAVE COMP.








He got better and better as the day went on until fatigue stopped play, and we headed home safe in the knowledge that he would be sailing out of his first vulcan the very next day........
.....unless, of course we arrived at Centre 2 and there were head-high waves rolling in along the entire length of the beach, which is (obviously) precisely what happened. Yep, conditions were totally un-ideal for vulcans, but, fortunately, they proved perfect for an introduction to wavesailing- perfect for learning to bottom turn and cutback, something which Ville admits he was leaving for the distant future. In the end, despite the disappointment of not finishing our vulcan project, he had a great sail as we blasted along waves together, and probably learnt as much on this day as any other. He was grinning like a cheshire cat when we finally trudged back to the centre to give his gear back after a four-hour waveathon!


This is what my arm looks like 10 days after my shaka crash. I actually only hit my elbow, so don´t know why the rest of the arm hurts so much. The swelling and bruising have gone down a bit now, and I can lift my arm again. I´m off for an x-ray tomorrow morning but it feels like it´s starting to get better (or it could be the jumbo painkillers), so hopefully I´ll be back in action again in a week or so.






As I sit here writng this with one finger of my left hand, I am left to ponder the wisdom of sailing with a slight injury. Last Friday, the wind kicked in for Punta and, although I was struggling a bit with ligament damage in the top of my foot, I was determined to get out there. Topped up with painkillers I hit the water where, after only a few minutes, it was obvious that my foot was too painful to sail properly. Instead of just returning to the beach and heading home like a normal person, I carried on, falling on every move as my foot wouldn´t go in the strap enough then BOOM- I crashed a big shaka, landed on my sail with my elbow and destroyed my shoulder! After almost a week (of constant 4.7 weather at Punta, I must add) of continuous pain and discomfort, the blackness and swelling have just started to subside enough today for me to actually get on with stuff. Still can´t lift my arm though.Fuerte Wave Classic 2011 - Day 10 from ROX Production on Vimeo.
Just before I left for the UK I got my new SUP- a Fanatic Fly 10´, and I had some awesome sessions getting to grips with it. It´s so much fun to be a total beginner at something again. I struggled a little on the first two days due to the wind (I now realise that even the smallest bit of offshore breeze makes it difficult to catch waves on an SUP!), and also due to the fact that I misjudged the size of the waves before going in- 4m is too big for learning, I now know. The last day before I left was amazing though, only me out on the outer reef at Rocky Point, breathless, 25 degrees in shorts, and 2.5m waves. Probably the best surfing I have ever had (not including on a windsurfer obvoiusly!). I am looking forward to more days like this, I would recommend it to everyone.
While I was back, I heard about an indoor wave machine in nearby Gateshead leisure centre and quickly convinced my brother and his kids to book a session together on my last day. What a laugh! We were part of a group of 8 so only really got about 10 minutes each, most of it on a bodyboard in the beginning, but we all got it reasonably dialled in this short space of time (although none of us mastered turning it). My niece, nephew and brother have booked their next one already and will be popping airs and 360s with ease by the time I take my next shaky steps on it, haha. My pa made this short video of our wipeouts, hope you enjoy it...
To top off what has been one of the best Autumn/Winter periods I can remember I scored an epic session at Hierro a few days ago. Trundling along the northtrack on my way to Punta I passed by Hierro to be greeted by the awesome sight of mast-high, perfect sets rolling into this inhospitable spot, with the added bonus in the shape of a flat channel in the middle due to the extra high tide. A couple of friends were rigging and convinced me that it was "doable", so I rigged my 4.7 and, with more than a little trepidation, ventured out for my first ever session here. All I can say is WOW!!!!! The channel made getting out fairly easy (I only had to chicken gybe once!), and you could get some decent ponches and forwards if you timed it well. Once out the back, the sets were lining up constantly and, with only myself and three friends in the water, it was non-stop- wave after perfect wave, fully over powered on 4.7 on the wave but definitely my best sail so far this winter. You can´t beat the thrill of sailing a new spot for the first time, especially when you score it so perfect and with just your friends. A day to remember, thanks to Bob for the photos...










